I cried after fighting with the villain [Quick Transmigration]

The main god is the original creator of Central City, and also the source of energy to maintain the smooth operation of each small world.

In this huge energy system, there are two parts, one part is poured into the creator of each small world, Gu Chen, and the other part is poured into the 'rules' responsible for maintaining the continuity of the small worlds.

These are all textbook knowledge, and Li Yu memorizes them by heart, but this is indeed the first time he has heard about high-level people with his own ears.

Li Yu, "Mr. Gu is in charge of creation, and rules are in charge of order. Before I entered the administration, they have been cooperating very well. Why do you suddenly have to change candidates?"

"I can't say this, but when you leave this world and wake up again, you will definitely know the answer." The special assistant rubbed his hands wretchedly after finishing speaking, "You said before that you helped me adjust the department, so keep it. "

Li Yu nodded, "Of course."

The work of the anti-management center is not done by people, and those who can persevere are heroes. Li Yu doesn't have much confidence in people like special assistants who are timid and easy to be coerced and lured.

But since he agreed, he will definitely help to get things done.

As for the future, it depends on him.

The information obtained is not much, but fortunately, there is a lot of information. Li Yu left the guest bedroom, changed his shoes and left the house, preparing to go to the red moon.

After getting in the taxi, what the special assistant said before resurfaced in his mind.

Except for the main god, the top two positions of the management authority are not eternal. People will age, and their mental power will naturally be affected. When the creators and rules are no longer competent for the previous jobs, they need to be re-selected from the crowd. New Competent.

However, as far as Li Yu knew, since the completion of the central city, the two positions at the top of the management authority have never changed.

Even in the textbooks he had studied, the teacher told everyone with a little pride that the rules and creators are the existence of the central city's spiritual power second only to the main god.

After the power of the main god was poured into the two of them several years ago, this power has been perfectly transformed into their own by them. Even after a thousand years, they will not fall.

But judging from the special assistant's words, the rules are likely to be falling or have already fallen.

Li Yu rolled down the car window, the cool wind blew in, and his forehead was cool, "1551, the information given by the special assistant is a bit hot, I shouldn't know."

Trembling in his heart, he asked, "Will I be fired? I really just want to know the information about the mission goals, and I don't want to know the secrets of the upper echelons."

"No." The system said, "As long as you don't tell the story and cause panic and confusion, no one will blame you."

Li Yu, "Really?"

For him, creators and rules are out of reach. Fortunately, shaking hands can make him happy for three days and three nights. Now that he has passed the steps of shaking hands, he knows their unspeakable secrets...

The span is a bit large.

Fear of being silenced.

1551 calmed down, "Really."

Li Yu still trusted this friend who could not be touched, and Gao Xuan's heart fell back to the ground, and he decided to keep this secret.

After a brief heaviness, the young man couldn't help laughing again.

If his husband can sit on one of the two most powerful seats in the administration, he will not be able to cross the world in the future?

It's so cool just thinking about it.

The car was unimpeded all the way and stopped outside the Red Moon Gate.

Ever since he knew that the target would suffer from physical problems, Li Yu resigned from his job as the foreman of Red Moon. He came today because Tang Song called him a few days ago, saying that he was going to pay a quarterly bonus.

Red Moon is closed during the day, and the former security guard guarded the lobby conscientiously as usual.

Tang Song sat opposite the big security guard, playing games with his mobile phone in his hand.

Seeing his friend, he immediately got up and led the people to the office on the third floor.

The small tent in the office had been put away long ago, leaving an open space, but there were a few more shelves around it, all of which were ornaments that exorcised evil spirits.

Li Yu reached out and fiddled with the gilt Pixiu's head, with his palms on top of his head, all the way to his buttocks.

There is a folk saying that if you touch Pixiu, you will have good luck, if you touch Pixiu, you will have good fortune, and if you touch it third, you will be lucky.

Li Yu thought to himself, firstly, I don't want money, and secondly, I don't want power. I just want my husband to be fair and safe.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Tang Song spread his five fingers and waved in front of the young man's eyes.

Li Yu came back to his senses, "Besides my husband, what else can it be."

Tang Song folded his arms and shivered, "Are you sore, is it not enough to be tired of being together every day?"

"It's not enough, it will never be enough." After Li Yu finished speaking, he made himself feel sick, and smiled embarrassedly. He saw Tang Song open the drawer and take out an envelope from it.

The envelope was not thin and contained a lot of money.

With a snap, the envelope was thrown from across the desk. Li Yu picked it up and opened the envelope with his fingers.

In the next moment, his eyes widened, "So many?!"

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, "Of course, the business is good, and you are also responsible for this."

"How to say?" Li Yu was stunned, he hadn't been to Red Moon for more than two months.

Tang Songchong hooked his fingers to his friend and motioned him to come over, "Your husband helped me attract a lot of customers. Really, all the employees of Shengshi come to my place to drink and party. Your little money is just a drop in the bucket compared to what I earn."

Li Yu quickly put the envelope into his pocket, "Then I won't have trouble holding this money."

The transformation is equivalent to the pocket money given by the husband.

After not touching the money for a long time, Li Yu took out the envelope again, compared the thickness with his fingers, and put it back next to his body contentedly.

Tang Song, "..."

Tang Song Fu forehead, "Dude, can you be a little promising, if you love money so much, come out and hang out with me."

"No." Li Yu raised his chin proudly, "I want to be a househusband."

Individuals have personal pursuits, as a good friend, they tend to be young, and Tang Song will not judge his choices, but only say, "If Sheng Yiming dares to let you down, just tell me, and I will beat him up for you."

Li Yu looked at Tang Song's thin body and nodded against his will.

Tang Song straightened his chest, suddenly remembered something, and said seriously, "By the way, Awang, you still remember."

A pitiful and hateful person, Li Yu thought, he will never forget this person.

"What's up with him?"

"He has no relatives here, and his hometown is far away. Some time ago, the street office called me and asked if he could go back to work in Red Moon. I, I haven't answered yet, I want to ask you first..."

Li Yu frowned, "He can go somewhere else."

It can't be that she hasn't let go of Ah Xiang and still has obsession with this nightclub.

Tang Song sighed, "Didn't he have an injured hand? According to the street office, he couldn't use too much strength. He was driven away after two days in other places, and he didn't even get his salary. "

Li Yu asked if the system knew about it.

1551 said, "I know, his hand has been crippled by evil, and it is indeed useless. The finger joints are not as flexible as before, and he can't hold things steadily."

There are many poor people in the world, and everyone has something to sympathize with.

It is good to help others as much as possible, but if you want to help this person, you also have to bear some kind of risk, so you need to weigh it carefully.

Li Yu asked Tang Song, "Are you afraid of him?"

Tang Song said with a bitter face, "I'm not afraid it's fake."

Although he can't see anything like Fa Xiao, he has actually experienced the surrounding atmosphere, the feeling of chills all over when he steps into a certain corridor, and he really doesn't want to experience it again.

Tang Song asked, "Do you think he would still do those things?"

"Probably not." Li Yu said, "Awang did those things because of his sister. Now that Axiang has gone to reincarnate, he should let it go."

We can't assume that a bad person will always be a bad person just because he does wrong things.

It is possible for anyone to change from wrong to right.

Tang Song put one hand into his pocket and touched the amulet that Fa Xiao had given him before.

The amulet is wrapped in a plastic shell, and the golden talisman inside is as bright as ever.I don't know if this thing really worked, but the last two times when he was about to have a small car accident, he managed to save the day without incident.

Tang Song took out the amulet and shook it in the air, "Where did you get this?"

Li Yu had long forgotten about this prop, and was taken aback, "Given it by the master."

"That old gentleman from Beishan?"

"An old gentleman who is more powerful than the old gentleman."

Tang Song stopped talking, put his things back into his pockets dearly, and felt a sense of security in his heart, "Then I'll call the street and let him come back."

Li Yu hummed, and asked the system in his heart, "Did the police station decide that Awang is okay?"

During this period of time, I only cared about my husband, and I haven't inquired about Awang's affairs for a long time.

"Although Awang was there when Lu Jiadong died, the police really couldn't find the most direct evidence to prove that the murderers were Awang and Pan Linlin, and later a mysterious department intervened to take over the case. Awang and Pan Linlin died soon after. was released."

Since there are special departments, there should be many cases related to supernatural beings in this world, but they have not been exposed.

Li Yu asked, "How is Pan Linlin?"

1551, "went to another city and should never return."

Too many things have happened recently, and the things I experienced before have been thrown into the depths of my memory.

Now hearing Ngawang's name at first glance, one feels a sense of strangeness as if in a lifetime.

After sitting in the red moon for a while, Li Yu went to Shengshi. The whole company had already remembered his face, even the aunt who cleaned the bathroom recognized him.

People greeted each other along the way, and Li Yu nodded politely.

Finally, when his head was about to break, he stepped into the elevator.

The elevator goes straight to the top floor, and Sheng Yiming is not there. At this time, he is in the large conference room downstairs, having a meeting with the partners to discuss the profit ratio of the next round of cooperation.

Li Yu sat on the swivel chair and looked into the distance, the black desk was reflected on the glass.

The reflection of the desktop is blurred by the physical scene outside the window, and it appears to be nothingness, with a black, thick notebook vaguely mixed in between.

He comes to this office almost every day, and has never found anything similar to a notebook, and now he works with computers, and the documents and meeting minutes are sent by his subordinates. The boss only needs to annotate or sign, and there is no use at all. Old fashioned and clunky way of writing.

Soon, Li Yu found the notebook wrapped in a black hard case on the desk.

The notebook was very heavy and thick, and he curiously opened the first page, which was blank and contained nothing.

The fingertip touched the corner of the paper, and the action of turning the page suddenly hesitated.

It's not good to spy on people's privacy. What if it's a love letter written by a big boss? If you read it first, you won't be surprised.

Li Yu put the notebook back to its original place in an orderly manner, glanced over uncontrollably, and finally had no choice but to pat the back of his hand forcefully as a warning.

The back of his hand was red and slightly painful. He lowered his head and took a breath. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the office door open.

He raised his face with a smile, and when he saw the lingering special assistant, his face immediately collapsed.

"Why are you here?" Li Yu asked.

"Both of my mission targets are not at home, so of course I want to chase them out." The special assistant said it as a matter of course, and didn't mind being a suspicious tracker at all.

Although the core of the body has been changed, the special assistant still retains the original owner's habits and enthusiasm for work. Seeing that the target No. [-] is obediently staying in the boss's office alone, he retreated wisely and went to the president's office to help with today's work.

An hour and a half later, the meeting downstairs came to an end.

Sheng Yiming personally sent off the partner and returned to the office on the top floor.

Seeing that the young man was sitting at the desk, and there was a notebook not far from his hand, the man's pupils suddenly shrank, and his steps unknowingly expanded and accelerated.

Li Yu looked at the man and yawned, "I'm going to fall asleep if I wait any longer."

He reached out and hugged her husband's waist, and pressed his face against his abdominal muscles through the shirt, "Are you hungry, let's go eat?"

Sheng Yiming put one hand on the top of the young man's head to ensure that he would not turn his head, and quietly reached out to the desk with the other hand, took away the notebook, and quietly put it into the bookcase on the left.

Hearing the sound of the cabinet door, Li Yu sat up straight and looked over. The man came out with a document between his fingers.

Sheng Yiming touched his head, "Let's go, what do you want to eat?"

Li Yu was fooled, and his attention was successfully taken away, so he began to concentrate on eating.

Late autumn has gradually gone away, the weather is getting colder and colder, Sheng Yiming's pain attacks are becoming more and more frequent, he has a good endurance, sometimes he successfully conceals the past, and sometimes he is discovered by his lover who observes carefully.

This day coincided with the weekend, Sheng Yiming was resting at home, and the two squeezed into the bathroom intimately to brush their teeth and wash their faces.

Halfway through, the cell phone rang in the bedroom.

The ringtone seemed a little noisy in the quiet morning, but was quickly held down by a finger, and the call was connected.

On the other end of the phone, Mother Ding urged Li Yu to go home, "Your father was awkward yesterday, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence to me that he missed you. Why don't you two come back for dinner today? It just so happens that your father's old comrade-in-arms came over As a guest, I will also introduce Xiao Sheng to your Uncle Li."

The mobile phone was turned on, and Sheng Yiming had already heard it. He nodded to the young man's looking eyes.

Li Yu, "Okay, we'll be home around ten o'clock."

Ding's house had guests, and the spacious living room was filled with voices, which was a bit busier than usual.

When Li Yu and Sheng Yiming arrived together, Papa Ding was moving the small table and chessboard to play chess with his comrades on the garden balcony.

Both of them are chess masters, they couldn't compete, both of them had bad faces, both of them were clenching their teeth, trying to annihilate each other's viciousness in one fell swoop.

Li Yu held the tray and peeked at the door frame, not daring to go in hastily as cannon fodder. Just in time, the boss came back, stuffed the fruit plate in his hand, and pushed his shoulder hard.

The boss was unaware, stepped into the balcony, and was stared at by Papa Ding, "Don't make noise."

The majesty of the father has always existed in the hearts of the sons, and the eldest is still afraid of his father's serious and cold face, so he greeted Uncle Li and slipped away.

As soon as he went out, he grabbed his younger brother by the collar and dragged him to the corner neatly, "You kid has become more courageous recently. How dare you flirt with me. Did you learn from your second brother?"

The boss has a broad body and loves fitness and running. The muscles on his body are solid, and Li Yu can't shake him at all.

Fortunately, the savior has come.

Sheng Yiming looked not as strong as the boss, but his strength and skill were slightly better, and he easily rescued the person and protected him behind him.

The boss clicked his tongue, "It seems that I didn't learn it from the second child, but you are used to it."

Sheng Yiming raised his eyebrows and refused to deny it.

Li Yu stretched out his hand to hold the man's hand, it was warm, and there shouldn't be any discomfort. His forehead rested on the center of the man's back, and he poked his fingers at the front waist.

Sheng Yiming was almost reacted by being poked by him, and he held the hand with his backhand, warning in his words, "Don't move, I'm fine."

The boss didn't even notice, he covered his eyes exaggeratedly and went to the kitchen.

On the balcony, a fierce battle finally came to an end. Father Ding was convinced that he lost, and he raised his head and shouted outside, "Xiao Sheng, come in, let me introduce you to Uncle Li, my old comrade in arms. When Ding Lian was young, you Uncle even hugged him."

After a long run-in, the two sides have been able to get along amicably.

Although Papa Ding couldn't love and pamper Sheng Yiming like his own son, he still accepted it sincerely and regarded him as an excellent junior. He usually talked and communicated, but occasionally he would take airs and make trouble with him like he treated his younger son.

Sheng Yiming whispered to Li Yu, "Go to the sofa and watch TV, sit and wait for me."

How could Li Yu leave at ease, moved a stool and sat behind the glass door, waiting quietly.

The two people in the room are both heavy smokers. Even on the open balcony, it is still shrouded in mist and smells pungent.

Sheng Zhiming didn't feel unwell when he first entered. After about 5 minutes, he opened his mouth to answer Uncle Li's question, and accidentally took a breath of cold air mixed with smoke, coughing uncontrollably.

Li Yu ran in, nervously supporting the man's bent body, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Yiming waved his hands, but his body didn't listen, and he coughed more and more violently, which was shocking.

Papa Ding quickly pinched the cigarette, "Are you choking on the smoke? I remember you weren't so sensitive to smoke before."

"He has quit smoking for several months." Sheng Yiming didn't have a big addiction to smoking, but when he had a health problem, he simply stopped smoking.

He himself probably knew what was going on in the current situation, pushed away the young man's outstretched hand, quickly left the balcony, and entered the bathroom.

The cough was hoarse, and there was an obvious burning sensation in the lungs. This feeling climbed up the throat and was relieved with the last cough.

A small puddle of bright red blood appeared on the palm of his hand.

Li Yu twisted the doorknob hard outside, and couldn't open it several times in a row. He became anxious, "Why are you locking the door behind you? Sheng Yiming, open the door for me."

Sheng Yiming looked at himself in the mirror, his lips were slightly red, and his face was as pale as a sick man.

He frowned in disgust, wiped off the blood almost roughly, then lowered his head, supported the sink with both hands, and stared blankly at the staggered floor tiles under his feet.

There was a hostility in his heart, and he didn't want to leave so soon.

Because he couldn't guarantee that after he left, the people in the administration would take action against his lover.